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furnish the transportation. After dinner he called for me where Orpha and I were staying in Keams Canyon, and we started for Kyakotsmovi. Clyde knew I was interested in livestock. For that reason, we stopped at a corral to look at two horses Clyde owned. After a few minutes we proceeded on our way. By this time it was about 7:OOp.m. necessitating the use of headlights. As we approached a point near milepost marked 377.1 on Arizona Highway No. 264 I noticed the headlights on an automobile approaching us from the opposite direction. Just as it was about to pass us, it crossed the highway center line, striking the car in which we were driving on the left front fender and wheel. A large piece of metal from the other vehicle came through the windshield of our car, striking Clyde on the left side of his head, splitting the skull and upper jaw bone. 1 was apprehensive but not frightened, holding still as the momentum of our then driverless car carried us off the left side of the road, narrowly missing a utility pole and coming to a rather sudden stop in the sand. Clyde fell into my lap. The dome light from our car enabled me to see the pulsation in his exposed brain. I carefully slipped out from under him, leaving him on the front seat. I hurried back to the road and flagged down the few passing cars, regardless of which way they were travelling. Each driver was briefly informed of the situation and appealed to for help. By this time Clyde had removed himself from the wreck, was on his feet, moving aimlessly about and uttering incoherently. With the help of someone who had stopped, we laid him down on the ground to await the arrival of the ambulance. Orpha later told me that she, Irene, Clyde's wife, and others, were traveling to watch an Indian dance at one of the villages but were stopped by a motor policeman and informed that there had been an accident in which we were involved. The policeman took Irene into his car. They all hurried to the scene of the accident. In the meantime an ambulance had arrived. Clyde was carried into it. Those who were then taking charge

Advocate for Indians
199
furnish the transportation. After dinner he called for me where Orpha and I were staying in Keams Canyon, and we started for Kyakotsmovi. Clyde knew I was interested in livestock. For that reason, we stopped at a corral to look at two horses Clyde owned. After a few minutes we proceeded on our way. By this time it was about 7:OOp.m. necessitating the use of headlights. As we approached a point near milepost marked 377.1 on Arizona Highway No. 264 I noticed the headlights on an automobile approaching us from the opposite direction. Just as it was about to pass us, it crossed the highway center line, striking the car in which we were driving on the left front fender and wheel. A large piece of metal from the other vehicle came through the windshield of our car, striking Clyde on the left side of his head, splitting the skull and upper jaw bone. 1 was apprehensive but not frightened, holding still as the momentum of our then driverless car carried us off the left side of the road, narrowly missing a utility pole and coming to a rather sudden stop in the sand. Clyde fell into my lap. The dome light from our car enabled me to see the pulsation in his exposed brain. I carefully slipped out from under him, leaving him on the front seat. I hurried back to the road and flagged down the few passing cars, regardless of which way they were travelling. Each driver was briefly informed of the situation and appealed to for help. By this time Clyde had removed himself from the wreck, was on his feet, moving aimlessly about and uttering incoherently. With the help of someone who had stopped, we laid him down on the ground to await the arrival of the ambulance. Orpha later told me that she, Irene, Clyde's wife, and others, were traveling to watch an Indian dance at one of the villages but were stopped by a motor policeman and informed that there had been an accident in which we were involved. The policeman took Irene into his car. They all hurried to the scene of the accident. In the meantime an ambulance had arrived. Clyde was carried into it. Those who were then taking charge